387.Beside the broken bridge and outside the post-hall
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        A flower is blooming forlorn.Saddened by her solitude at night-fall,By wind and rain she’s further torn.Let other flowers their envy pour.To Spring she lays no claim.Fallen in mud and ground to dust,she seems no more,But her fragrance is still the same.（許......（本文共 349 字）     [閱讀本文] >>